Another day and another time. The Church seemed ever empty during this time of day, sans the very clergy that lived within its walls. Maria was in the middle of her usual chores. With broom in hand and attired in her dark nun habit, she fit in with the rest of the people here. It was calm and peaceful, it was a much needed moment in her life. Work as a Cadet was always nerve-wracking to the point that it was a job not meant for normal people. It went without saying that the girl was not normal either.